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Winter

"That's winter," exclaimed The Hubby when he saw Bella curled up in a ball on the couch. She only sleeps like this when she's cold, and the colder it is outside, the rounder she gets.

While the thermometer claims that the house is in the low seventies, my body shouts that it is freezing. It's a very good thing that Bella no longer needs any persuading when I need to cuddle up next to her for warmth. She's dying for some extra heat herself.